He just turned forty, he looks back over the years; his heart weighing heavy, his eyes full of tears.
First Kuwait then Iraq and Afghanistand; now a seasoned warrior with blood on his hands.
For services rendered and deeds he has done; he strayed from the cross by way of the gun.
Proud to serve his country, willing to sacrifice; twenty-one years he gave of his life.
His soul scarred and tarnished, his feelings of loss; he falls to his knees and hangs his Gun on the Cross.